Behind the Counter

“Here, get back here,” Blake said, opening the door to the area behind the counter. Renee jumped at the offer as she dipped under the counter out of sight. For Blake to close the door behind her, making sure to get a good close up look at her ass, then going back to the cash register and clearing the purchase. Just in time for a middle aged man to walk into the store going straight for the **** section. Seeing who it was and recognizing him Blake smirked before whispering to Renee in the small area just below the cash register “hey Red get comfortable this guys a bit of a talker. Oh and don’t make any noise, he’s also really good at listening.” To which Renee rolled her eyes and nodded as she hugged her legs to her body and tried her best to get used to the cold laminate floor on her plump butt. During this Blake noticed a loose thread at the bottom of Renee’s sweater, checking on the man who found that his favorite brand was out of stock and was taking a minute to decide his second choice, seeing that Blake risked reaching down to pull the loose thread.

To be surprised when the line didn’t almost immediately snap and just kept coming as he pulled. While Renee buried her face into her body and tried her best to stay as still and silent as possible, while keeping her lower half out of sight of the pervy convenience store clerk. Not noticing how he was steadily unraveling her top. Eventually the man walked over with a six pack and a bag of chips and said “sup Blake.”

“Sup Don, any problems driving in the storm?” Blake asked.

“Getting a little hard to see at the moment. Luckily my house isn’t too far. Hate to be walking in this weather” the man answered.

To this Blake laughed as he looked down for a second to look at the half naked girl whose sweater he was slowly but surely unraveling “who would be foolish enough to walk out in that shit storm.”

“HA! Funny you should say that man. Earlier when I was driving around I saw that famous red head and guess what? Girl was completely bottomless, her fine juicy ass hanging out for all to see haha!” the man laughed remembering the sight as he drove past and gave an appreciative horn honk.

“No way, you’ve got to be fucking with me man” Blake said in faux disbelief as he laughed at the embarrassed twitch Renee made when the man mention her.

“Dude I’m telling you she was jogging down the street, umbrella in hand, phone in the other. Wearing a red sweater and tennis shoes, her lower half as bare as the day she was born. Her divine ass looked phenomenal as it bounced. Wait a moment I can pull up my dash cam footage on my phone to show you” the man said as he pulled out his phone.

“Sure I’ll just ring this up for you while you do that. Anything else bud?” Blake asked as he went to scan the items. Peeking down at Renee who was still doing her best to not move or make a noise, despite her ass being the topic of conversation. She never expected to eavesdrop on two people sharing embarrassing photos of herself, but here she was. Half naked and hiding as one of the people who saw her earlier was doing his best to show the person who probably had the best view of the day, so far, of her half naked state.

“Oh yeah, could you grab me a pack of my regular smokes, please?” The man said as he messed with his phone.

“Sure thing Don” Blake said as he turned around and while still pulling on the string he unlocked the display case and grabbed some cigarettes. During this Renee looked up curiously wondering what the red string Blake was wrapping around his hand was. Eventually following it to… herself. Her eyes widened and she stifled a gasp as she realized her normal sweater was now a crop top that was just a little below her belly button. Before she might have been able to pull both the front and the back down to cover most of her lower bits. Now though she’d be lucky to cover her crotch or half her ass pushing down as hard as she could with both hands. She desperately wanted to reach out and break the cord, only to see the smirking Blake put a finger to his mouth to tell her to keep quiet. So now she could only watch in horror as the guy just kept unraveling her top right in front of her eyes, lest she be exposed to another person as she was.

“Ah here” Renee heard the other guy say, for Blake to look over “curiously.”

“No fucking way man! Look at those buns go” Blake said while chuckling.

“I know man that tight, not so little, ass really has some jiggle to it haha” the older man laughed back.

“They need some sun though, white as a sheet of paper” Blake replied.

“I kinda like it, though I guess your type is tan latinas isn’t it?” Don questioned.

“Why do you think that?” Blake asked.

“Dude your last three girlfriends you bragged about and showed pictures of were all in teeny tiny bikinis, to then later complain about how you couldn’t understand when they went off on you speaking a mile a minute in spanish” Don pointed out.

“Oh, well I guess it kinda just worked out that way. You sure as hell know if a sexy ass red head like that was DTF I’d be with her in a heartbeat” he explained as he continued to undress that very girl. Who was cursing him out in her mind as she watched him do so.

“That’s not saying much as I’m pretty sure any straight man would take the chance to be with a girl like her. No matter their preferences” Don said.

“Yeah? What about you? Mr. Married with kids?” Blake threw back at him. Prompting Renee to stare daggers at the guy who just kept egging the old pervert on.

“Nah, it’s one thing to appreciate her young athletic ass as she jogs down the street. It’s another to cheat on my wife, even if that fine young girl offered. Besides she’s only slightly older than my oldest, probably best for young bachelors like you to handle a girl like that” the older man said showing the ability for some restraint.

“Sure old fella, that’ll be-” Blake started to give the amount.

“I know Blake,” Don said as he swiped his debit card paying for his items. “Anyway I’ll see you later. Hope the weather clears up for ya before you head home.”

“See ya later” Blake said as he quickly backed away from the extremely mad half naked girl who was within punching distance of his lower area.

Don a step away from leaving saw that it was absolutely pouring out. No way he was getting to his car without being soaked. Looking to his side he spotted a familiar umbrella in the rack. “Hey Blake, is this yours?” he asked.

“Nope, I guess someone left it,” Blake answered.

“Welp, finders keepers” the man said shamelessly grabbing the item and walking out with it.

Hearing the door close Renee jumped out, both hands to her crotch as her shirt now a good two or three inches above her navel was useless to cover her, she yelled “you fucking dick!”

“What? I was just trying to be nice and pull a loose thread for you. Not my fault it just kept coming and coming and coming” he said innocently.

“Shut up! I’m leaving” Renee yelled as she began to walk to the door.

“Not so fast Red. You still have to pay for this drink” Blake said as he took a confident sip of the mentioned item.

“Ugh, what do you want prick!” Renee said exasperated.

“Well first off little lady, watch your tone. Otherwise the cops will have quite the show to watch” Blake said with a toothy grin.

“I really don’t like you,” Renee responded.

“Well then there’s no need to get on your good side then. So what should I get from you to pay for the drink, hmm? Oh I have the perfect idea, your bra” the guy said without skipping a beat.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Renee asked incredulously.

“Give. Me. Your. Bra” he clarified.

“Fuck no” Renee said.

*Beep*

*Beep*

*Beep*

Only for her to freeze as she heard three button presses. “One more and you’ll have to answer to the authorities” Blake threatened with his finger over the call button.

“Alright, fuck” Renee said as she went to find a way to take of her sports bra without taking off what remained of her sweater and while keeping her crotch covered. Eventually taking the hit as she presented her back to the guy as she’d rather him stare at her ass than her womanhood.

Soon she was sans the support for her breast, making her dread her trip back home. Thinking of this she looked down at herself and noticed something, her sweater was shorter again. Horrified, she looked back to see Blake had started unraveling her shirt again. Now leaving her with a good bit of underboob exposed. Embarrassed and angry she threw the bra at the guy, grabbed the line and snapped it with her teeth. All while keeping the other hand firmly in between her legs.

Ready to get out of this situation Renee stormed off for the front door. Only to find her umbrella missing, a heavy storm outside, and no signal on her phone. Leaving her now with two options. Brave the rain or ask the ass who stripped her and blackmailed the bra off her for a ride home.